Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mali and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Electric Prunes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
The Techniques,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Invisible,
China Crisis,
The Tremeloes,
Glenn Branca,
The Dead C,
Black Flag,
The United States of America,
The Five Americans,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Standells,
The Flesh Eaters,
UT,
Depeche Mode,
Danielle Patucci,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roxette,
Todd Terry,
cv313,
Bronski Beat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Guru Guru,
June Days,
Funky Four + One,
Bad Manners,
Subhumans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Judy Mowatt,
Ossler,
Cecil Taylor,
Rites of Spring,
Livin' Joy,
Stiv Bators,
Trumans Water,
Gong,
Fugazi,
Heaven 17,
The New Christs,
The Vogues,
Oblivians,
48th St. Collective,
Mark Hollis,
Sex Pistols,
LL Cool J,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Half Japanese,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kurtis Blow,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bang On A Can,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
T.S.O.L.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hashim,
Pagans,
Pussy Galore,
The Skatalites,
The J.B.'s,
Neil Young,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.